FIRST EDITION, 1998.
ON THE SCENT OF UNSENSE.
Thank you for picking up this collection of my recent work, and I sincerely hope you will find something within that effects you
in some way. The concept of 'unsense' is sort of a nineties take on the great tradition of nonsense poetry, as demonstrated by
Edward Lear, Lewis Carrol, and later the great Spike Milligan. Earlier this year I had the good fortune to come across the
works of Edward Lear in a library, and discovered that the most magical poem of my childhood, 'The Jumblies' was contained
within. I read the lot, most of it wonderfully illogical and highly suggestive, and I decided it was time that the tradition of
nonsense was souped up and continued. Some of the work included here predates this project, but fits into the broader scheme
of the collection, so it has been added to the text, however most of it was written between October 97 and December 98, after
a promise made in a pub..
The first to be begun was 'Penny's Poem', which was written to my girlfriend Penny when she was away in Stratford Upon
Avon being a princess, a whore, and a fornicator (don't ask...)
This poem proved strangely prophetic in it's wider theme of the freedom that love should possess, to not try to possess, if you
see what I mean...
Because of this also included are a series of angst ridden verses, written upon the dread, arrival, and sorrow of us breaking up.
I am very happy to add that the story does have a happy ending, and I've a very strong feeling that the poetry actually played a
big part in that coming about. In very many ways most of the poetry in this book has been a sort of catalyst and mirror of
events in the real world, but most of the time the poems and their imagery came first, and was echoed back at me...Make of
that what you will, I'm a little unsure what to think, except that the whole illogic of the nonsense system might contain more
unlogic, and most of the time, the world seems pretty illogical to me (I can just picture Ozzy scratching his head now, and
saying "Listen, listen listen...What was I thinking?") Anyway, to try to explain anymore would be to give the game away, so I'll
bid you good morrow, and slip off into another dimension now, and Good Luck! Kallisti, John Dillinger.